~ Wait didn't I say this on the first one? ::Listens to lawyers in background:: What!? I have to say it every time I put a new story in, dang I gotta go repost some things.
Lawyers: What?
Me: Nothing. ::Sigh:: here it goes, I don't own the Ninja turtles or any of the Mirage characters. I only own Melody, her grandmother, Katie and Logan and the Lullaby. Satisfied?
Lawyers: For now.
Me: Okay I know I already got two other fics out but my brain won't leave me alone on this one, so here it is, sequel to The Opera Singer
Ch1 Five years passed
Performances, were almost things of the past. Sure I still did Broadway Musicals, still had many lead roles, but five years ago all that was changed for me. I was chased by foot soldiers, and wanted by a phantom vampire. If it hadn't been for my friends at the time, the Ninja Turtles, I wouldn't have survived.
After everything was said and done, Leonardo told me that they would never be able to see me again, but he would keep watch over me. I can't tell you how many times, I've glanced over my shoulder or done a double take, hoping that he is there. If he is, he's doing a very good job at keeping out of my sight.
My grandmother died two years ago. During that period of mourning was when I met the only two people I have as close friends. Kathleen, Katie for short and Logan. I met them when I returned from my grandmother's funeral and though that I wasn't going to make it out of the airport. Logan was a taxi driver and Katie was the passenger. When they saw me collapse to the ground, crying, both came over and helped me home. And they came around all the time just to make sure I was well. Their open hearts helped me greatly and I was able to pass the troubled times.
Katie works as a manager for one of the US banks and Logan got a new job as security for the museum. He liked it mush better than driving taxi's all day. Me, I'm still at the same theater, new director. He gave me a really hard time at first. His favorite words for me was, 'You little ball of fluff, you better shape up or you won't last through the years.' If it wasn't for those harsh words, I would have dropped out of the theater and stayed home after grandma died. She used to sing me a lullaby when I was a child. At night, in my dreams she stills sings to me every night.
Nina, nina, nina o
Questo bimba chi la do?
Do a la Belfana,
Che lo tene un setimane`.
Do a lupo nero,
Che lo mango tuto intero.
The phone rings and I pick it up. After a few minutes of talking, I laugh and say okay. I lived in a new apartment complex with a guard at the door. Can't be too careful after what happened five years ago. Out side I'm greeted by Katie and Logan, snow is falling all around us, it's the beginning of December.
"Ready to go, Melody?" Katie asked. I nodded and got into Logan's car, a four-door ford sedan. Driving off this started us on our Christmas shopping trip. Since meeting the turtles, I always bought them a little gift each year, even though they never got them. April was gone from the news building otherwise I would have given them to her. I have no idea what happened to her. I would but the turtles another present again this year, some things have got to change come times. At least I hoped they would.
We went to the mall and were looking at snow globes at Franklin Mint. Katie and Logan went off across the way to look in the music store. I told them I would be over in a minute. Putting down a snow globe of a snowman, I noticed a guy by the counter was staring at me. Ignoring him, I went to a different shelf and looked over to see if the guy was still watching. He was gone. Letting loose a breath, I turned to leave and found him standing right in front of me.
"Hello Melody," The guy said to me. "You've gotten more beautiful through out the years." I looked at him confused.
"You don't recognize me do you?" He asked. I shook my head.
"Sorry, I have no idea who you are." I said.
"Well the last time you saw me you were nineteen, I think," The guy said. "How old are you now?"
"Twenty five," I said. Something about this guy made me feel very uneasy. He seemed familiar, but I just couldn't place him.
"Right, you would have been twenty then," They guy grabbed my face, placing his forehead to mine. Startled I tried to back away but he had a good grip.
"You sent me to jail," he said.
"What?, No I…" He interrupted me.
"Remember Melody, my friend and I were going to make you feel real good." I gasped as I realized he was one of the attackers from the apartment, from the first time I met Leonardo and his brothers. I struggled harder to get away from him.
"Easy Melody," the guy said. "You don't want to knock the shelf over, fall on broken glass perhaps?" I stopped struggling. "That's a girl, now we are gonna…"
"Melody!" Logan called from the other store. They guy holding me backed away letting me go. I turned and ran out to where my friends were. Turning, the guy, raised his hand in a mock wave and disappeared through the crowd. I was shaking a little, so Katie cleared some people off of a bench and they sat me down.
"What was that about?" Katie asked.
"That was one of my attackers from five years ago," I took a breath to calm myself. "I never saw his face, but he knew what had happened, and everything came flooding back." Katie put a reassuring arm around me as Logan rubbed my back.
"I'm okay guys, thanks," I insisted. "Let's go finish shopping." I tried forcing cheerfulness to my voice. As we all walked off I looked behind me. 'Oh Leo, where are you?'
~ That's an italian lullaby, that my real grandmother, who is alive sang to me as a child. The song kind of goes with the tune of twinkle twinkle little star. The translation for it is nina, nina, nina, o, this child to who will I give? I'll giver her to Belfana who will keep her for a week. I'll give her to the black wolf who will eat her all up. That's it. Interesting yes I know but most lullaby's are like that, think of rock-a-bye baby :o) Belfana, is a witch who in stories I've heard visited Christ after he was born in January and blessed him or something like that. I don't remember the whole history.